The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

[Poprockz]

It was a relief to be able to breathe freely again, even if her throat was still a bit sore from having been stretched and man-handled. She was only able to get a couple coughs off before she felt his mouth upon her, tasting his hot breath intermingling with her own. His tongue was thick but surprisingly agile, giving tongue a swirl before he withdrew. Oh man, what he could do with that tongue, she thought to herself.

His words about how sexy they weren't didn't move her too much, especially since this wasn't her real body. It was a bit flattering in the same way it might be if someone were complimenting the things she wore. Sure it felt good that someone recognized that she had good taste, but it wasn't a reflection of her true beauty. Anyway, she couldn't deny that his own body was a thing of beauty, and she gave him a grin of agreement.

The glass was cold, Arx shivering upon finding herself pressed up against it. Her pink nipples tingled from the chilly feeling, her breath fogging up the glass as he took his place behind her. He was absolutely right- the people outside likely hadn't seen such a show before, not even in the larger cities. If they looked, they would see a gorgeous red-headed noble cut straight from an edition of "Ye Haute Wench Weekly," her pussy mostly shaved with the exception of a well-trimmed triangle of auburn hair in the front. In this case, the carpet did indeed match the drapes.

She groaned as that massive cock slipped into her wet cunt. "Slipped" was probably too gentle of a word to describe it though. In this case, "barged" might be more accurate. If she thought it felt large in her throat, she had been in for a big surprise for her pussy. He felt absolutely enormous, her pussy struggling to take all that throbbing girth. His length was difficult as well, the thing delving to the very inner reaches of her pussy without (she assumed) even reaching his base. When he started to thrust, she had to moan, that big thing stirring her up with every movement.

Despite the difficulties she might have with it, it was undeniably pleasurable. It hit all of her pleasure spots. Well, it hit all of her spots, period. It was impossible for it not to rub over every sensitive centimeter in-between her legs.

Between her gasps and whines, her emerald eyes spotted Grastik in the crowd, looking at them with a mixture between interest and... something else. It felt like a parent waiting for their child to get bored of something so they could move on to something else. Still, no matter how much he might want to get back on the road, she wasn't going to hurry herself up because of his own impatience. No, she was going to enjoy getting fucked by the huge orc clothier without any scruples or considerations for others.

With a bit of a self-satisfied, smug smile, she gave him a thumbs-up before putting her hands back up on the glass to better brace herself.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The faces in the crowd started to blur together for Eleg as he thrust into Arx’s gorgeous slit from behind. His large hands pressed her against the window, sure that the view of her breasts deformed against the glass was a powerful sight. She felt divine around his cock, and he grunted–deep to show off his masculinity–in both appreciation and performance.

His strokes were long and steady to show off his control, and also fast and hard to show off his strength. His spine swept upward to show off his flexibility, and he swiveled his hips with each thrust to show off his grace. He was a dancer, and an athlete, and Arx was the perfect showcase for his talent and skill.

The crowd blended together in the corner of his vision, and all he knew for sure about them was how much they admired him. The repeated strokes to both his shaft and his ego built his pleasure to an impending peak, and soon he came, oblivious to whether or not Arx had found her own climax.

He sprayed like a geyser into her perfect little pussy, spasming in bliss, doubling over in clenched pleasure, his own hand flying up to the glass loudly enough that some in the crowd were worried it would break, but it held. His cock began softening, but was not soft enough yet to slide out on its own. His breaths heaved, and a low rumble of satisfaction slipped out from between his lips.

 

[justspitballing]

And once Sprite did find a good spot to sit Eleg put his hand strongly against the glass and breathed heavily, making it clear he had cum and cum hard and his job of seeding this being was over. Darn that Grastik! He had costed Sprite the whole show. She knew she wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy herself with this crowed around her, but she would sure dream about that later.

She couldn’t help it. She was furious! “Boo! Back in my clan we would gut the men that could only perform once within a being!” Sprite called out for all to hear.

This was very true. Harpies mated with many a powerful creature to try and spread their kind. Sometimes powerful beasts of legend were taken to their clans purely for mating, but if the creature could only cum once and fill but one harpy, then the being would be killed for being weak.

Sprite stood up tall, the crowed around her giving her a frill. “Satisfy her fully. A good woman is the one to tell you when to stop, not you!”

 

[Poprockz]

“Goddamn! Fuck! You’re stretching me so goooood!” She mewled between her hard, panting breaths. Part of it was performance, of course, but she liked doing it. It made her feel sexy to voice such things aloud, and the arousal of her partner from it typically resulted in a more satisfying time for both parties as well.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her hair waving back and forth from his force. Oh god, it felt so good, the Changeling getting lost in the feeling of being fucked so diligently. She wanted to reach down and rub her clit, but she was pressed to the window in such a way that made this desire impossible. Had she had access, she imagined she would have cum multiple times by now, what with the orc’s prowess. As it was, she was trying to milk his cock for an orgasm without any outside stimulation, which meant she needed to be in the zone.

It was building, she could feel it. The climax was steadily rising in her the more he pumped, his faster thrusts furthering her along. Soon she was moaning loudly, her fingers curling against the glass as she braced herself and then… he stopped. The cum rushed into her womb, making her stomach expand slightly with the sheer amount of it. The stuff was hot and thick, she could just tell.

While the entire encounter had been fun, it would have been nice to cum. Still, she figured a second outfit for free was a good consolation.

She hadn’t noticed the harpy before, having been otherwise preoccupied at that point, but it was a bit surprising to see the bird stand up for her. They didn’t know each other well, and most wouldn’t have spoken up at all in a situation like that. She couldn’t help but feel slightly emboldened by this.

For that reason, she turned her head toward the orc and pouted her perfect lips before saying, “well… while your cock is still inside me, I wouldn’t mind those big, orc fingers of yours on my pussy.”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Eleg chuckled, a breathy, spent laugh. “Want to cum again, eh?” he guessed incorrectly.

Still, his thick fingers slid around her pelvis to find the pearl at the top of her slit. He rubbed it in a steady circular motion, with growing speed and pressure. It was quality work, and with how close Arx was already, there was little doubt it would work, but it was apparent that his clit-rubbing style was good because he liked being good at things, and not because he cared deeply about Arx’s pleasure. He wasn’t listening to her body, adjusting his speed and pressure to drive her higher. He was expertly going through the motions.

Once she came, he would chuckle again and bend down to kiss her neck. “Well done, lovely. They’ll be talking about this day for some time yet.”

“Royal,” he would shout through the glass to the crowd outside. “Where the clothes look just as good on the floor!”

Then, he would turn with a light (for him) slap on her ass, and finally see Grastik and Sprite.

“Ah, welcome,” he would say, not bothering to hide his nudity. “What can I help you fine folks with?”

Recognizing Sprite, he would look her in the eye. “You. Came to see she got hers?” Then he would glance down at his glistening cock. “Or did you want to rut with the beast, as well?”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite could see Arx speaking with Eleg but of course could not fully make out what they were saying through the glass. That settled things enough for her though. She had to go shopping for clothing anyways, might as well get started now and make sure that Eleg was the man he was suggesting he was. If she did enter and Arx and Eleg did have a second round it would also of course mean a better view.

Sprite headed straight for the store and entered it. She turned to the window display and Arx and Eleg. “You did hear the woman, did you not?” Sprite said, assuming on what Arx’s wants were.

The two were so busy though that her words though didn’t seem to reach them. Only when they were done did they notice her. Eleg quickly flirted with Sprite and her response was to the point and she felt abrasive enough for him to ignore her.

“You and that just large enough equipment could never handle a being like me,” Sprite stated. Harpies mated with some indeed very powerful creatures. Sprite had heard legends of harpies being able to take in and handle the cocks of giants and dragons. They were built to mate and they were built to fight, and they did both well. So despite her statement seeming silly since the orc was so greatly large in girth, it was still true.

Sprite then turned away and started looking through the store for something to wear. Her pussy was starting to ach slightly due to all she had seen, but she didn’t want Eleg to get the wrong idea.

On the second glance of the shelves she spotted something. A next to stunning bit of body fitting armor with a metallic skirt made of sharp blades. Such an item would protect and harm if used well enough and it was beyond impressive in how well it was crafted.

It looks as fallows:

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Sprite grabbed the fine looking equipment. She was so turned on by what she saw earlier and how good this looked that she started to slip off the covering for her breasts and started to get undressed, ready to put on the form fitting equipment. As she had her back turned the orc came up behind her.

“I think you do want this ‘barely large enough’ cock, and I think we’d be beautiful together…” his breath hit the back of her neck and she shuttered. What had she gotten into?

 

[Poprockz]

Though he indeed guessed incorrectly, she wasn’t going to burst his bubble. “Yeah…” she whined coyly, hoping he would be willing to help her out.

When his fingers found her pearl, she shuddered, swallowing as he began to slickly rub and swirl his fingers. His cock still being inside her helped her arousal, the changeling moaning and squirming her hips slightly as her peak started approaching again. Despite his own disharmony with her body, his fingers still got her where she needed to be. Arching her back with pleasure, she let out one last whimper before hitting her climax. It felt wonderful, that blissful culmination of sexual eagerly, and she revealed in it as long as she could before sighing.

His lips felt nice, almost soothing in a way. Arc’s body hummed with satisfaction, and she ignored what he was shouting to the crowd in favor of simply resting. The slap to her ass made her jump though, a little yip of pain and surprise coming from her from it. She had no doubt that his hand had left a big red handprint upon her pale ass.

Cum was leaking down her legs, the woman deciding that she needed to sit down for a second. Another sigh came from her as she sat with her back against the glass, her legs spread as the cum slowly leaked from her pussy and onto the wooden display counter.

Oh damn, it looked as though the harpy was going to get a bit of action too. The thought made her a bit turned on, she had to admit, her hand starting to tentatively rub her cum-soaked pussy almost absentmindedly.

Arx watched the harpy flirt with the clothier, her “too good for you attitude” and the pursuit of the orc giving her a bit of a thrill. It was like watching two people dance, skillfully ducking and weaving around each other. Truly, flirting at its finest. Obviously, sprite likely had wanted to be fucked when she stuck her bare ass up, but Eleg hadn’t taken the hint.

Perhaps the harpy needed a bit of a boost to get that dick, but how should she coax the green-skinned sex machine? She was pondering this, fingers polishing as she bit her lip. And then it hit her!

“Eeeleg! Everybody else got to see you fucking me, but I never got to see it myself,” Two of her fingers found her leaking hole, slipping in with ease as she started to slowly finger herself. “I want to how good you are too… please?” Her sharp green eyes bore into him with anticipation.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

Grastik had meant to reply to the orcish proprietor, only for the man to get distracted by Sprite and her near endless pride. He silently wished the man well in his attempts, however they might turn out, before his gaze shifted to the woman currently sat tiredly against the windowed glass. While she seemed unconcerned with her surroundings, and by all appearances truly didn't care, then he could imagine she'd far more self-esteem than half the city. As it was, though, he'd long since learned what the rigors of contending with the truly... well endowed... could do to person's body. In the same vein, he long since found that healing magic had a way of taking the edge off, easing tired muscles and releasing tension many didn't realize they'd kept after the experience. Many of the working girls across the city could attest to that, and while other Gods might scoff at such a minor use of what was divine magic, Pheela delighted in such simple gestures.

The half-orc was quick to make his way quietly over to the woman, kneeling down as he cast a critical eye over her frame. She'd handled it well, though he suppose if any could have it would be one who's form was as malleable as they liked it to be. Still, he could see the slight twinges here and there, the mind willing but the body ached, even with Eleg's cum leaking from her in clear evidence of her ability. He fished a square of cloth from a pocket, offering it to the woman even as he laid a hand on her shoulder, that well of divinity inside him growing quiet as he expended the last of his Goddess' gifts for the day into healing magic that surged into her frame. It was perhaps too much for such simple aches, but he'd heard no complaints from anyone who'd been on the receiving end, at least not yet.

"Easy there. We'll get you up and rutting like a rabbit again soon enough."

A rueful grin accompanied his words. Despite his seeming gruffness, Grastik did have a sense of humor, muddled and subdued it may have been. Some appreciated his rather blunt manner, others found it insufferable. Hopefully the shifter was among the former, and not the latter.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

A low rumble grew in the orc’s chest as he saw Sprite put on the beautiful battle dress. Then, she leaned over the counter, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her slit, and he couldn’t hold back any more. The final nail in the coffin was Arx’s voice, asking him to put on a show. He’d give her a show.

“It’s the right size,” he told the harpy as he slid up behind her. “It just needs a proper fitting and it’ll be perfect.”

His hands snuck under those blades to grip her hips, adjusting the skirt expertly while simultaneously stroking as much harpy skin as possible. “Let me just make a few adjustments…”

 

[Poprockz]

So invested In the other two, she was startled when Gristak’s hand came upon her shoulder. If he was a random bystander who had gotten ideas, she was going to punch him in the nethers. Fortunately for Gristak, he was now her traveling companion and his previous lack of interest in sex led her to believe that he likely wasn’t the sort to come into a shop and hold her down against her will.

She was about to ask him what he wanted when she felt the soothing power run from her shoulder to the rest of her body. Despite the change of body, the soreness of travel had still lingered upon her. With his healing though, she soon felt all of her aches and pains melting away. Her throat felt renewed, as did her pussy. It had been feeling a bit roughed-up, so this was a welcome relief. Not only did she feel relieved, but beyond refreshed and energized.

“Oh man…” she murmured, leaning her head back against the glass before looking sideways at him. His comment registered with her and she raised an eyebrow, her mouth curling up into an amused smile.

“Thanks for that,” she paused to pull her fingers from her pussy, booping him on the nose and essentially dabbing him with cum. “You know, I can’t tell whether you’re judging or joking, but I like that smile on you. Very sexy.”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite would not be intimidated by Eleg. She had been pushed around far too much that day to stand any more. Despite him hovering behind her, she undressed, even bent over and showed off her perky ass in defiance and got her armor on. He seemed to circle her after that, and now she was getting a little intimidated, but she was still sure she could handle herself. She walked to the counter for payment, moving her hips in the armor as she did, showing off the defensive nature of the blades of her skirt, but also a bit of her right butt cheek.

When she got up to the counter she pressed her body against it, her slit rubbing on it. Her body was still aching, and though Eleg was intimidating and she did not want him moving any closer to her, she felt a need to be satisfied all the same. She really couldn’t help herself; her needs were taking control of her.

But at last it did dawn on her how together all these choices were bad for her when Arx demanded the orc to fuck her and Eleg started ‘helping’ her with her armor. He clearly wanted to do as Arx was asking, but Sprite felt about Eleg the same way she felt about all other things, and besides, that cock really was very intimidating. She wasn’t sure if her body could handle it and she became dizzy and concerned at the thought.

Her hand went towards his hand to try and grab it. “You misunderstand me. Your cock is just large enough for others of my kind, but not me. You could never please a lady like myself and I can put on my own armor,” Sprite said as she tried to pull his hand away, hoping the insult would hurt this orc enough to stop him in his tracks and also hoping it wouldn’t push him to go to farther extremes.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

If Sprite thought an insult would dissuade Eleg, she was wrong. “Mm, I know what you want.” His hand slipped down to press against her clit, while his body forced her to lean further forward. “You want me to prove myself, to show you how well I can satisfy this hot…” He pressed the tip of his now hard cock against her folds. “Sweet…” He pushed forward, putting just a bit more pressure on her entrance. “Cunt.” He pushed harder, finally slipping his thick orc cock inside her warm, wet pussy.

“Oh, fuck, you feel even better than I suspected.” Eleg looked back at Arx and winked, smiling when he saw Grastik tending to her. He put his other hand on Sprite’s hips and turned them both, giving Arx a better view of their fucking. Then, he put his hand over Sprite’s mouth. “Shh… Just enjoy it.”

He was so deep inside her, the tip of his cock would brush against her cervix, but his strokes were steady and methodical. As his pleasure grew, his thrusts got faster and harder, until eventually he pushed inside that deeper opening and cried out at the tightness around his head.

“Oh, fuck, Harpy. You feel that? I’m in your womb.” While he kept rubbing her clit, his free hand came up to wrap around her neck. “I’m going to give you chicks…”

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

Grastik's flinched slightly at Arx's touch, more from the questionable liquid on her finger than the touch itself. Much could be said of how used to dealing with cum he was, from men and women both, but that didn't mean the half-orc necessarily enjoyed it being smeared on him without reason. Still, he pressed on regardless, as was to be expected. It wouldn't do to leave the woman's words hanging in the air. He dismissed her thanks with the wave of his hand, though the small smile let slip the simple pleasure he took from being recognized, even for so something as simple as this.

"No thanks needed. It's what I've been called to do." A bit ambiguous, all things considered, but he'd not had the chance to get a feel for Arx's beliefs, not yet. Best not to test that particular revelation quite yet. "And there's never judgement, would be hypocritical if there was. Though I can't say a shop window would be my choice of location."

The cleric's gaze shifted to the counter across the room, eyes narrowing slightly at the sight. He wasn't sure what to make of the brazen manner of the orc, or how readily he seemed to push his desires on others. Than again, Grastik couldn't begin to say how much his distaste was because of the situation, and how much was coming from his own orcish blood. Either way, it would be best to push it from his mind and concern himself with something he could manage. Sprite, if she wanted to, could probably break the man's arm if it called for it, orc or not.

"Can't say most would call an orcish smile sexy. I might not have proper tusks like your newest friend there, but even a half-orc grin tends to leave others unsettled."

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite couldn’t register the words that Eleg said to her as he started to enter her body. No, enter wasn’t putting it right. His massive cock spread out her pussy wider than she had ever managed to do. Her fists, the handle of her great axe, wine bottles, everything she had used to explore herself; it was all nothing compared to this beast of a being. She would have yelped out in extreme pain from the sudden harshness of it if it wasn’t for Eleg’s hand being put tightly over her mouth.

Instead she let out a painful muffle until Eleg’s cock hit her cervix, and then her eyes sharply rolled up into her head and she let out a deep, pleasureful moan. As he started thrusting into her, making sure to rub her clit while doing so, filling her so fully and attacking her sex so aggressively, her body started to make her give into the pleasure.

“Stop…” Sprite moaned naughtily after Eleg’s hand lifted from her mouth.

Sprite did not want this, never wanted to do this with others, but Eleg’s cock reached so deeply, pride her sex open so greatly, her body ignored her own wants. The intensity of the pleasure over ran her. Eleg would be forcing himself on her the whole time, but he honestly would likely never know any better.

“Don’t… stop…” Sprite then went on moaning, her body speaking for her.

Then the orc’s cock plowed into Sprite’s womb. The sudden brutality of it knocked some sense back into her as Eleg’s shaft became stuck in her most deepest area. Eleg then quickly went on to gloat about this act. Of course he would; it did mean his cock was beyond note and the only reason Sprite could possibly be physically okay with this was because she was a harpy and their bodies could take a sexual beating if their was one. Still, the intensity of it was beyond hard to describe.

Eleg then went on to gladly brag about how he would knock her up. Harpies came to be with child very easily from almost all creatures with phallic equipment, but orcs, they were known for good breading too. After all, Arx was full to the brim with this man’s seed. He could very well cause Sprite to be with many on many children. Although it would be an honor for most harpies to spread their kind so greatly, it was not something she wanted. She never meant for any of this. This horny, dumb man just didn’t understand that his cock didn’t make the rules. But his rod stayed stuck in her womb all the same.

She couldn’t let this go on. She was being forced into this against her will. She looked down at her dress, the blades of her skirt could cut this man well. That would make him stop. It was her only choice; she needed to move and fight back.

But as she prepared to do so she looked around in slight panic, checking for other options, and of course saw Arx and Grastik over to the side, Arx specifically enjoying the show. Grastik had bested Sprite in combat already today. If she fought back, she would once again show her weakness. She would indicate that she actually needed Grastik to babysit her. She would never be able to live with that. Even being forced to take on all this man’s seed and have more than a dozen children would be better than that.

And Arx, Arx was the one that had told Eleg to fuck her. It wasn’t her fault at all what had happened, and she didn’t want to hurt them by revealing that she didn’t want this.

And on top of all of that, her body still enjoyed this, still needed this.

Sprite decided that she wasn’t going to be seen as weak ever again. She pulled Eleg close to her in a wanting embrace. “Fill me with every chick you can. I will make a fine mother,” Sprite said loudly enough for both Arx and Grastik to hear her.

She licked the side of Eleg’s cheek, giving into her bodies wants, one of her hands playing around with his balls. Her womb getting ready to be filled.

 

[Poprockz]

This was probably the most cryptic shit she had heard from Grastik in their short time of knowing each other. He seemed to prefer being extremely vague about his motivations and values, while displaying what felt like obvious distaste for sex in general. It was a bit of a mystery, one which Arx was a bit too horny to entertain the idea of unraveling for the time being, though his comment about the window sex did get a chuckle out of her.

"When you wear as many faces as I do, you get an appreciation for the subtle beauty in what sets us apart. Tusks... No tusks... As long as your smile is genuine, It'll be attractive to me." Jesus, sometimes corny things left her mouth and she hadn't a clue where they came from. She liked to think that she was a cynical, street-wise criminal that wasn't into that sentimental shit, but occasionally she surprised herself.

"Anyway!" she quickly went on, clearing her throat and readjusting her position slightly, "why don't you use that holy hand where it might do some more good?" A grin was flashed his way before she paused.

'Stop...' The word pricked Arx's ears and her eyes became more wary as her head quickly turned, her hard gaze now examining the orc and harpy rather than watching. Her body tensed, ready to step in if the bird actually wanted Eleg to fuck off. Of course he was a big guy and she happened to be somewhat fond of him, but if he wouldn't stop when asked, then it was cause for them to kick the stuffing out of him. However, when Sprite moaned out her assent for him to keep going and even to possibly impregnate her, she relaxed once more. Perhaps Arx had misheard the pleasure in her voice for desperation, and it comforted her to know that nothing untoward was happening. She might have been a thief, but she still liked to adhere to a code of basic human decency.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Eleg felt the moment that the harpy submitted to him, gloating internally over his victory, and ready to paint her womb with his seed.

His hands slid to Sprite’s torso, groping and kneading her flesh at the same time he adjusted her dress. She looked beautiful and terrifying in it, which Eleg took as a supreme compliment to his abilities as a tailor and a designer.

The shot to his ego also worked as a boost to his libido, and soon the shop’s counter was making a loud banging sound as Sprite collided with it over and over again. A few items fell from the shelves, but the orc didn’t even care.

His hands squeezed her sides harder as he neared his peak, his growls growing louder. Finally, he spasmed and spewed, drenching her clenching center with his sticky spendings.

Eleg put out a hand to steady himself on the counter, his breath ragged, voice throaty and rough.

“You’re getting a discount, harpy.”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite’s hand went to her lower stomach as she felt her armor become more tight around her. So much of this orc’s seed was put into her that her body stuck out slightly from it. She expanded just a little over an inch, the thick, warm, whiteness drenching her insides. She had to yank down the metal skirt to give herself some area to breath.

She never knew the bliss of feeling so very full, it almost canceled out the concern for pregnancy. Almost being the key word. She breathed heavily, she was very exhausted from the intense fucking that was done to her, but now that she was starting to feel slightly more reasonable she tried to pull herself off of Eleg’s massive cock.

This was not easy at all. Her womb was wrapped tightly around his rod, still draining it. “You owe me this garment without any cost. I’m covered for this purchase, just like the woman you saw to earlier. We…” Sprite grunted out as she tried to hoist herself off of the man’s equipment.

“…are working for the same client,” she finished as she got off of him fully, his cock popping out of her like a cork out of a bottle.

Sprite then put her hand to her stomach and pressed down firmly. She really did not want to be with this man’s child. She didn’t want to be reminded of what he had done to her. What she had to let him do to her. It was silly, but she felt the more cum she could empty out of herself the better. Her mind was in a little of a panic and she really couldn’t think of anything else.

Thick, white, cum came out of her sex in rich gobs, splattering onto the ground between her legs. She became aroused by this because of course she did. It should have been humiliating, but she just couldn’t stop being horny. Arx and Grastik were still watching her after all. They were still seeing all of this, all this seed coming out of her. And it was with that thought and her breathily touching her pussy with her right hand to spread herself open a bit more that she climaxed. Her cum mixed with the man that had raped her as she squirted onto the floor. At least she had the pleasure of knowing that Eleg had not been man enough to make her reach her peak. At least she kept that dignity.

“This armor is no good if I can’t wear it properly. I,… enjoyed what you did to me. Maybe when I’m not trying to keep this equipment intact you can fill me more, but I will be very busy, and for a long time,” Sprite said. A part of her couldn’t believe she would say that, but she did like being filled. But more importantly if she didn’t say something to suggest she enjoyed what had happened to her it may make Grastik and Arx aware of what had really been done against her. And she did indeed enjoy being filled very much, despite everything.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Eleg stepped away, and leaned against the counter, catching his breath. "So, you're the mysterious folks he hired, eh?" His eyes bounced among the three of them, lingering on Grastik, since he hadn't head it from him yet. "I should've realized. He sent a runner." Eleg reached over to pluck a scribbled note off the countertop. "A harpy, a half-orc man, a human woman, and an elf man. I suppose the elf is late? Or decided to decline?"

He turned back to Sprite. "And yes, of course. The dress is yours." He walked behind the counter and unlocked a heavy storage chest that was stowed behind it, pulling out a small roll of parchment. "Take this, too, then, in lieu of a discount." He walked back around and handed it to Sprite. "I'd been debating going after this myself, but I think the three of you would stand a better chance." His hand slid over Sprite's belly. "And if the stars aligned, and continue to, perhaps it will save my chicks."

He stepped away and looked at Grastik with a smirk when he saw how close he and Arx were getting. "If you want to fuck as well, Handsome, then I'm definitely going to need a moment."

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite looked over the paper. It was a simply drawn map, low on detail, of a coastline. Sprite didn’t recognize the area. She had only been to the ruins they had been hired for twice, both times a few years back. She supposed it was a map of somewhere in that area and hoped it would help when they got there, but they still had Tulips to go to. There they should be able to find the rest of the information they needed. She pocketed the thing and then slipped back up her skirt, now being not so very bloated.

Of course she didn’t know how to feel about Eleg’s comments towards her. As such she simply responded, “perhaps,” to his statements on chicks.

She then turned away, quickly picked up the clothing she had left behind on the floor from getting her armor on, and then headed for the door. She did not want to stay in this man’s presence more then she needed to after what had just happened to her. “I will see you at Tulips when you are all prepared,” she said simply to Grastik and Arx as she left.

Once she walked out of the building she flew straight up into the sky feeling the calm gentle breeze would do a good thing for her nerves. It had been a chaotic day for her and she had a feeling that this day was just getting started.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

The young woman's suggestive remark was met with a smirk that could only be described as mirthful. The words were, honestly, nothing new to him. The women he worked with loved to try getting a rise out of him, some more successfully than others. Most flirted with a casual ease that came with long practice, marked with only feigned sincerity. Others were genuinely interested, if only for the experience of laying with someone of orcish blood or one of the faithful. A few he'd even taken up, if only because he was a mortal man like anyone else. Regardless, it wouldn't do him any good to burn a bridge here, not that he'd any intention to regardless.

"Only if you're planning to put that sharp tongue of your's where it might do some good."

It was hardly the grandest of retorts or flirtations, but it would do. Would have to do, because it was soon enough that the orc was finished with Sprite and turning his attention to the world around him once more. Grastik stood, unconcerned now that Arx seemed to be doing well enough and happy to be moving on, though his eyes tracked the harpy as she left. She hadn't seem any more or less standoffish than usual, but it was hard to tell with Sprite sometimes. He resolved to at least keep an eye on her, despite her general disregard for help in general. He turned his full attention upon the orc shopkeeper, even as he extended a hand down to help Arx back to her feet, if she desired it.

"Fraid my interests don't sway that way, long tusk." One of those ambiguous phrases that anyone of orcish blood picked up early. 'Long tusk' could be heard as respect for an elder or as disrespect for someone who was passed their prime. Grastik wasn't particularly keen on specifying which he meant, though given he doubted the man was all that old, it was probably going to be taken as the latter. "Myself, I've got all I need. As for the elf..." A long pause, as he considered what to do. On the one hand, they hardly needed the extra... on the other, using one's resources to their fullest was perhaps the better call. "I'm sure the elf will be along shortly. Probably after we've been on our way, he's a bit of a lone wolf, from what I saw."

 

[Poprockz]

While Arx hadn't really had enough time to cum again, she was satisfied with the whole interaction in the shop. There was something to be said about rubbing one's pussy gently after having cum. It felt like a gentle, relaxed sort of after care even if she wasn't climaxing.

"Ha!" she responded to Grastik's flirting. She didn't even know that the stern man was capable of such a thing, and yet here he was basically telling her that she was welcome to suck his dick. It seemed that there was much more than met the eye about him, and she appreciated that he wasn't made of stone. Reaching up, she took his offered hand and pulled herself up, cum still oozing down her legs at a slow pace.

What Grastik may not have realized though, was that her hand was now coated in semen. It had made a slight wet slapping sound as she accepted his offer of help, an impish grin on her face all the while; she knew exactly what she was doing and thought it was absolutely hilarious.

Once her hand literally slipped out of his, she listened to them talk about Grastik's sexual preferences and the "elf" that was part of the party. Her eyes watched Sprite leave during all of this, wondering to herself if the woman would leave a trail of jazz to Tulips for her to follow.

"Myself, I've got all I need. As for the elf... I'm sure the elf will be along shortly. Probably after we've been on our way, he's a bit of a lone wolf, from what I saw."

Arx looked back at Eleg, brought back into the conversation at the mention. Come to think of it, it was a good idea to swing back and grab that extra pair of clothes if it was all being funded anyway. As someone who switched genders at will, it was always nice to have as many clothes as possible, and the opportunity to get such fine clothes at such a low price was few and far between. It gave her a new appreciation for the half-orc, the man trying to cover for her even if he was as good at lying as she was at fitting a castle in her ass.

Putting her fingers in her mouth one-by-one, she sucked each of them clean as though having eating a good plate of barbecued meat, her lips being pulled slightly outward as her fingers slid cleanly back out. "I'm sure he'll be here later. I think he just needed to take care of something first," she shrugged nonchalantly. "In fact, he prefers things super skimpy, so you may want to see if you have anything that will give his fruits a bit of air maybe."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Eleg narrowed his eyes at Grastik, suspicious of the way the half-orc spoke about the elf. There was no way they were deceiving him about who they were, though, unless they were some opportunistic thieves who happened to also be incredibly lucky to match the racial and gender makeup of the group the noble had paid for. Eleg would have to watch the half-orc, though. Just in case.
The revelation that they were headed to Tulips was unsurprising to Eleg. Many folks of all kinds visited his shop for clothes they were planning to leave on a floor somewhere, and the brothels were a common destination.
He smiled at Arx's clearly teasing finger-sucking, his shaft twitching and ever-so-slightly thickening despite his recent spendings.
He was utterly unoffended at either Grastik's comment or his rejection, just smiling and nodding to the half-orc. "Well, cleric, we have more...traditional garb, if that's what you're after. It's no chip off my tusk, though. I've been paid for it already, so it's up to you. "
"And I'll set aside some clothes that sound fitting," he added to Arx.

 

[Poprockz]

"Thanks." Arx nodded to Eleg, walking past him and into the back to clean herself up, dress herself, and head out (so she could come back in, of course). Once she was in the back room, she reached into her back and took some tissues, wiping off the cum before donning her dress once more. Grabbing her pack, she swung it over her shoulder and grabbed the two outfits. They could have been stuffed into her pack as well, but she wanted Eleg to see her take them so he wasn't suspicious that she had stolen anything else. One trick to being a thief was appearing virtuous in the eye of the public- it made one seem less suspicious when they actually did nick something.

"Bye bye!" she waved over her shoulder as she sashayed out of the shop without a backward glance. Once she was out, she turned the corner and looked for an alleyway, finding one rather quickly. It wasn't dark and spooky since it was daytime, but it did have the faint smell of tobacco and piss about it. Quickly crouching down, she opened her pack and rooted around until she found her shirt and trousers once more. They were swiftly put on, the still-warm dress stuffed into the pack along with the two new outfits. With that, she sighed, straightening her shirt and making absolutely sure that no one was looking. When the coast was clear, she shifted into the elf man they had been previously,

He frowned. Something didn't feel quite right. Tentatively, he reached into his pants to feel around, his hand fondling his dick before moving a bit further down. To his surprise, there was a pussy there behind his cock. Arx straightened up and took a moment of confused contemplation before he realized: he was pregnant with the orc's child.

"Shit!" Arx hissed, putting his hand to his forehead. This wasn't going to interfere with the mission, most likely, but if it was a changeling then Arx was in for a rough time if he didn't find a way to reverse the situation. This was exactly why he had a contraceptive tattoo done on the back of his neck- to avoid becoming pregnant at all costs. It must have run out of magical charge, as that was the only explanation. If that was the case, then he'd have to buy a potion or some such thing to get out of this situation. Either that or... carry it to term, whatever it turned out to be. Arx wasn't sure what he wanted to do yet, all he knew was that he was very shocked and apprehensive about it all.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

A slight sigh escaped his lips as Grastik felt the wet remnants of Arx's... experiences... in his hand. It was less a feeling of disgust and more the quiet resignation of someone used to dealing with it far more often than he might have liked. He made no comment on it however, doing his best to discretely wipe the remnants away with the small bit of cloth that had gone unused and unaccepted by the shapeshifter. Still, it seemed the conversation was moving away from things he needed to concern himself with. He waved away the offer of more traditional garb, half expecting that the term was being used somewhat generously, and half because he wasn't lying by saying he had all he cared to need.

He followed the changeling out, content to keep himself quiet and out of the way for the moment, having some inkling of the woman's intent. Sure enough, she ducked quickly into nearby alley, well enough way so as not to draw suspicion but not so much that it would be inconvenient. Another might have taken the chance to catch an eyeful of the woman's form before she shifted into he, but Grastik contented himself instead with eyeing the street. Arx didn't seem the type to be shy about their body, or be against showing it off, and the half-orc was fairly certain if asked he'd be treated to a more personal display of any form he might want. An amusing, and admittedly enticing thought, but not one that needed serious consideration at the moment.

"Shit!"

The exclamation, on the other hand, that drew the cleric's attention, the man turning into the alleyway proper now to get a look at a somewhat familiar elven face. What wasn't so familiar was the look of concern and surprise that seem to have found it's way to his companion's new face. It would normally have seemed comical, seeing an elf with one hand down the front of his pants and another at his forehead, but something seemed off enough that it brought forth concern rather than amusement in Grastik's eyes.

"Something the matter, friend?" The tone of his voice, despite the sudden deep rumble of it, displayed naked concern, the sort that couldn't quite be faked without skill or talent.

 

[Poprockz]

Arx jumped, his hand whipping out of his pants with the speed of someone being caught touching themselves by a parent. His eyes were wide, having not expected Grastik to follow him, much less for himself not to even notice himself being tailed. Perhaps he had been too preoccupied with his task of changing, or afterwards with the pregnancy. Either way, it was not excuse to be so careless.

It didn't matter to him that Grastik's concern was genuine, as most stranger's concern was. Some wanted to take advantage, sure, but the majority liked helping out if it suited them. Still, he didn't feel that it was wise relying on someone he barely knew, especially one that he could just imagine saying something 'holier than thou' like, 'well you should have thought of that before you fucked the orc.'

Trying to regain some semblance of composure, he forced himself to relax his shoulders and shrug. "Everything's good here. Just getting everything in order, you know?" A grin was hastily put upon his face, the elf hoping the half-orc dropped it for now.